We skied Thursday at Sugarloaf. Very cold, but not too windy. Afterward we used the hot tub there one last time then went to the “Bag and Kettle” for food. Their burgers are reputed to be among the top five ski burgers. I will say it was damn good, and their microbrews were good too (at least the one I tried).
We drove out, leaving around 7:30 or so… into Canada, through Canada, back into the US. This last border crossing was not so smooth. I’m not sure what they thought was going on. The guard seemed concerned with the fact that it was our landlords van and that we were going through Canada for only a few hours on a drive that on a map would appear that we should never have gone north at all. They asked us to open the back window, then the entire hatch. They apparently didn’t find any problems and we got through in 10 minutes or so even with the hold up.
We got to our new place about 11:30. At least three of us almost immediately decided it reminded us of ‘grandma’s house’. It does. A little older, furnished consistently. Some ‘grandkid’ touches such as the Shrek bathmat and the Power Rangers towel. It did occur to us today that it may also belong to some mid 40’s slumlord who just got whatever things he could at the local Good Will. :-/ 😛
Jay Peak has absolutely amazing snow. Feet of powder and more terrain that we’ll be able to explore in two days. The glade skiing here is sweet – and really the draw of the place – skipping out on that kind of defeats the purpose. Mark and I dropped into one of the glades and kind of lost Doug and Jeff for the day. Apparently they weren’t a fan of tree skiing…
Temperature today was a balmy 25F which was awesome compared to the 5F of Maine. 😀 Sweaty as hell boucing throu trees though.
I think we’re going on a mini-trip to Burlington tonight to see the town and get some din-din.
Out.
